Happy Father's Day....To me.

“A parent’s love is whole, no matter how many times divided.” ~ Robert Brault

How or why I got this point is not relevant. What matters is that I am a single parent. The boy's father is no longer involved in our lives. And while there are always two sides to every story, if you know me, I think you will know which side is the more accurate version.

He once had a good, caring father, and I think that is what hurts me the most sometimes. We used to celebrate this day with daddy. When my son was a baby, you would not have found a more caring and devoted father. But choices were made and things that can't be undone were done, so we don't do the same things.

So for several years now, I've been both mom and dad for my son. I used to be angry about this. I used to cry and scream and tell the world it wasn't fair. I grew up in a mostly strong female household with a very weak father, how was I supposed to handle raising a son? And yet, somehow I've managed. I've learned all about Transformers, and Star Wars, and building with Legos. My son has a wonderful uncle who has stepped in and been there to help navigate some of the more "manly" stuff. We play Xbox games together and have discussions over which superhero has the greatest power. My son is all boy. Not quite sure exactly what I was so afraid of because I'm surrounded by boys in my life now!

So today I won't get a new tie, or a tool belt, or some sports memorabilia for my favorite team. Or even a card. I bought myself a new printer today and splurged on a new sundress. I've wished my grandfather a happy father's day (my own father was sleeping so I haven't spoken to him as of yet). I sent Geoff a message wishing him a happy father's day as well. And for those that are excellent fathers, I wish you the same.

But I'm wishing myself (and my other amazing single mom friends) one too.



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